The Voice

The Voice - Celtic Woman (凱爾特女人)

I hear your voice on the wind

And I hear you call out my name

Listen my child you say to me

I am the voice of your history

Be not afraid come follow me

Answer my call and I'll set you free

I am the voice in the wind

And the pouring rain

I am the voice of your hunger and pain

I am the voice that always is calling you

I am the voice I will remain

I am the voice in the fields

When the Summer's gone

The dance of the leaves

When the Autumn winds blow

Never do I sleep

Throughout all the cold Winter long

I am the force

That in Springtime will grow

I am the voice of the past

That will always be

Filled with my sorrow

And blood in my fields

I am the voice of the future

Bring me your peace

Bring me your peace

And my wounds they will heal

I am the voice in the wind

And the pouring rain

I am the voice of your hunger and pain

I am the voice

That always is calling you

I am the voice

I am the voice of the past

That will always be

I am the voice of your hunger and pain

I am the voice of the future

I am the voice

I am the voice

I am the voice

I am the voice